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    ♚ LEOPOLD ♚

    one final stand

    Tired. That was what he was. Tired of being weak and scared. Yet, he would not say it. He needed to train. To learn. The canine felt himself being lifted from the earth before he knew what was happening. A hawk. Scales was left alone on the earth under him. Not again. Never again. A scream escaped the pup and the winds around him whipped up. The hawk was blown into the side of a building. Dropping the pup back to the earth. The winds raging around him and his eyes shut tightly. He had no clue if the hawk was gone. But he couldn't control the power.



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    ★ ★ ★ The black colored canine had to dig her clawas in the ground to keep from being battered around. Thankfully, her claws were enough. He didn't seem strong enough yet to blow a horse sized weight out of the way, though a few of the smaller animals might have had issues. "Hey buddy, breathe. Can you do that for me? Deep breaths. In and out. Count with me. Can you you do that, little Stark?" The last thing they need was for the kid to further loose control and break something.

    KING OR CROWN, IT'S DO OR DIE

    ♚ LEOPOLD ♚

    one final stand

    The words reached him and he felt his heart thundering in his chest. Breath. Just breath. The male opened his eyes to see Scales wrapped about his left foreleg. The male looked up from his friend and to the other. Stark. She was family. He felt himself slowly relax. Breathing as instructed. The winds slowly dying as his fear ebbed away.



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    ★ ★ ★ That was better. She could feel the wind die down now, enough that she could pry her claws out of the ground and make her way slowly closer to the pup, plastering a smile on her face as a mock comforting jester, or so she thought one might be. Growing up her positive role models had been greatly limited if not non-existent. "There you go, Leopold. You are okay now. Can you tell me what happened?"

    KING OR CROWN, IT'S DO OR DIE

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    Axannon was crouched over something, her head obscured by the rest of her ebony-colored body. Seeking a barrier against the wind, perhaps? Had Finley possessed any semblance of common sense, she probably would have done the same hours ago, when the vicious currents of air began to rip at her fur. However, she had been stubborn, refusing to retreat inside for some inexplicable reason, most likely a stray impulse that had been left to rattle about her brain from being cooped up for the past few days. This had left the wolverine cub stranded in the street, crawling along the ground, the only thing keeping her rooted to the earth being her short stature and by extension, avoidance of the wind. As she moved closer, squinting at the small figure in front of the canine, she realized it was Leopold and was immediately swamped with horror, darting forward to his side. "Is he dead?!"

    ♚ LEOPOLD ♚

    one final stand

    The winds died down and he slowly shook. He was okay. It was gone. Everything was okay. "I.. It was a hawk. I f.. felt it grab m.. me and I g.. got scared. I.." He paused as a voice reached him and h looked to the fellow child. "I.. I'm okay." He offered her with a soft smile.



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    Kinleigh Stark

    Westeros.
    2 years old.
    Current body: Direwolf.
    Played by Frostsoul~

    Kinleigh gave a curious glance at Leopold. So he had powers? That was beneficial to the House, certainly. But it did not appear he could handle them. The female stepped forward, blinking at her sister and at Leopold. "Are you hurt from the hawk?"

    Kinleigh Stark

    Westeros.
    2 years old.
    Current body: Direwolf.
    Played by Frostsoul~

    Kinleigh had a bag she carried with her everywhere. Usually it didn't hold much, but lately she'd stocked up on medical supplies. She had no desire to be a maester, but she was a bit paranoid now. She had no idea what to do for infection...so she ignored that and pulled out some bandaged. Closing the bag, she stepped forward and attempt to wrap them around Leopold. "This should help the bleeding, but you should see a professional about preventing infection."